We just returned from a family get together in Northern Iowa, Lake Okoboji.
It was a very Iowa kind of place. Corn fields everywhere, small towns, and Lots Of Windmills.
What? Windmills you say?
Yes. Hundreds. Throughout the region.
I guess if you live there you know about them.
It was a bit of a shock to me. A good one.
And then there was the ‘shock’ I got at lunch one day.
We went to a local Okoboji eatery. They are plentyful.
I had a pork and cheese melt sandwich. Yep. Looks like it sounds.
Very Iowa. I also ordered sweet potato fries.
They have goodness of some sort that makes them better than regular potatos.
So, when the waitress brings the food she presents me with this little condiment container filled with a white substance. “Marshmallow creme dip for your fries”. Ok, Thanks!
And I am thinking ‘Holy Sh*t, how is this a thing?’. I am a ketchup kind of guy when it comes to fries.